Sorry this is so short, but between school and extra cirriculars, I have very little down time. I'll prolly write a LOT more towards the summer. Hope you like it so far...
Jack Sparrow left the bar, and walked down the filthy main street. Trash blew in the gutter, the smell of trash and sea salt drifted in the wind. His nose twitched at the smell of a drunken hobo passed out in an alley. Striding briskly, he found a small apartment that was for rent. He paid a schilling, and went up to sleep.
"Peter, if the new pirates are undead, how will we defend Never Land?" Slightly asked in a private conversation with his superior.
"Slightly, that's just a legend. The new captain will be just as stupid and gullible as Hook." Peter was trying to reassure himself as well.
"I don't know, Nibbs says that he's mighty smart. And young. He might be stronger than Hook." Slightly seemed unconvinced.
"How young?"
"Twenty-ish."
"That's still a grown-up. We are stronger than them."
"Yes, but—"
"We can defeat them easily! Now go back to the boys." Peter shooed Slightly away. "The boys seem to be worried. And with Nibbs filling their heads with stories, I'll never get them to fight…" Peter thought wearily.